Ysariel wrote:In a scene that could have come out of some wacky Saturday morning cartoon, the giant, rolled-up newspaper swats here and there among the seats as Iron Maiden nimbly rolls out of the way. "Meddling pup," she snarls, but her attention is still on Nightbird.

Curious. Iron Maiden's attitude did support this future/time traveling business more and more. Sunhawk let his pyrokinetic propulsion slowly lift him off the floor, before adding an extra speed boost to make him appear as if he had just flown into the Hall.

stavaros-the-arcane wrote:Gelert tilts his head "Does that mean I get a Scooby snack?"

Vagabond takes Amethyst's hand first, with a subtle flourish of old-world gallantry, then Grotesk's, and leads the pair into the shadows beyond the doorway. Darkness swirls around them for an instant, forming shapes now comic, now grotesque, now obscene. And then the light of another doorway flashes before them, and beyond it the dull, hulking form of the warehouse. The sounds of battle call to them.

Gelert starts getting excited, his tail wagging fiercely. "*GASP* It's Flamey-shooty man! Hi Flamey-shooty man! Oh Boy, oh boy. I haven't seen you since the thing at the place with the stuff." Gelert literally starts jumping for joy "Plus I get a get a scooby snack if I am a good boy YAY!"